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Private Debt Cancellation
That Georgia doctor who burned all ot his account
books, and thereby canceled debts ot some $80,000 owed
him by his patients, pulled a little stunt which is bound
to set people thinking. And the general tenor ot their
thoughts is likely to be something like this: "Wouldn't
it be swell if all debts could be treated that way?
Of course, no general, all-around cancellation is pos
sible, and there is little use in thinking about it. But the
idea does serve to focus our attention on the heavy load of
debt which the industrialist ami the prixate citizen alike
—to say nothing of the government—are having to lug
through the depression.
Sooner or later, those debts must come in for some
serious discussion. \V hat the solution may be is not. at
the moment, quite clear; but it is very evident that debt is
a major force operating to hold back a revixal.
The Soviet Weather-Maker*
% One of the most interesting of the many interesting
experiments noxv being attempted in Soviet Russia is the
effort government scientists are making to control the
weather.
Electrical aparatus slung beneath captive balloons is
being used in an effort to ionize storm clouds in such a
manner as to prevent the fall of rain or snow.
To be sure, the first attempt seems to have been a
flat failure. Moscow got a heavy snowfall the other day in
spite of the balloons, and a traditional Russian winter
seems to be in prospect no matter xvhat the scientists do.
But—was there ever a more interesting experiment?
Human control over the weather has always been the
most chimerical of mankind’s dreams. It is fascinating to
find a government that is actually xvilling to give the
proposition a whirl, no matter how it ends.
The Czar’s Coachman
Book publishers in recent years seem to have given
Us the reminiscences of just about every literate survivor
of the Russian revolution—among the nobility, at any
rate. But it occurs to us that there is one more Russian
whose memoirs might make interesting reading, and he is
Nicolai Feodorovitch Trubetskov, who used to be coach
man for Czar Nicholas.
Trubetskov, as you may have read, landed in a Mos
cow jail the other day for forging checks; and in that
misadventure there is, apparently, a silent commentary on
the changes the revolution has wrought on one of the
least of Russia’s citizens. This man’s downfall was
neither great nor spectacular, but it is clear that in some
r way the revolution managed to uproot him as completely
as it did the nobles themselves. He carries with him, if
we could get at it. a human and revealing story about
what a social overturn can do to a lackey.
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New York
Letter
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Shades of Be last'o
NEW YORK.—I’m not quite sure
Just how the late David Belasco
would take to the notion that a
woman is not only at t. e helm of
the theater which bears his name,
but also is just about the most
talked about producer in Manhat
tan.
One thing is certam, if M Be
lasco turns over in his grave the
incident will be accompan xl by
certam unrecorded temblors undt.
the earth and the glow worms will
turn on their tiny kleigs just above
the surface of the earth
Mr. Belasco did not dcutt for a
moment that women were artists
—emotional superiors of male per
formers and all the rest—but he
did like to run the show a la Be
lasco!
Mr. K. Cornell
But it so happens that the name
ol Kather.nc Cornell lias been
growing in stature, for she is botn
producer and fine actress. Her
husband. Outline McClintic. is
not such a bad stage director him
self. Yet he may live to find him
self referred to as 'Katherine Cor
nell's husband.” Which isn't su
oad!
Popular Choice
Yet it wasn't so many >ears ago
that Miss Cornell was loitering
about the old Greenwich Village
show shops, which had the Prov
mcetown Theater as a capital, look
ing for a career.
But when she appeared in Chi
cago with her • Barrets of W.m
pole Street,” more than 10.000
persons were standing m line. Less
than half an hour alter he amazed
ticket man lifted the lid of his
coop, a house seating 5000 nel
sons had been sold out and buyers
were worrying about a spot on the
aisle a week later.
• • •
C an't Forget ller
If you care to go behind the
scenes for a moment—the answer
is that Mias Cornell became her
own producer because producers
for whom she worked wouldn't turn
out on the plays she wanted. Now
she can do as she wishes—and ;l
she makes a fortune or loses on*,
it will be up to herself She maae
a fortune on “The Barrets'* ana
she may lose a neat sum on her
latest. “Lucrece.''
One may forgot Lucrece'' as a
play tomorrow—but one is not
likely to forget Katherine Cornell
m the role! A state of mind which
every actress seeks to reach.
• • •
Secluded Estate
One day. r recall, she told me
that .she began with a ‘ walk
rn“ part. The producers wouldn't
trust her with lines. She went to
the stock company of the late
Jessie Bonstelle in Buffalo. There
she met McClmtic, who also was
breaking Into the show business
They married some thirteen years
ago—and still think they're lucky
Whereas many performers turn
to colonies or groups when seeking
a suburban residence the McCltn
tics took to themselves an ancient
manor in Snerdon's Land nc. ob
scure and picturesque spot on the
Hudson. It is a place of old revo
lutionary stone houses; about a
dozen to the entire hillside.
• • •
He's the B «s
McClmtic will not be the silent
and forgotten man. HI* wife mav
be star and prod’wr. but he t»
husband ana airetior. He allows
:k> intrusion on rehearsals and has
tossed out very good friends of his
actress-wife, seeking to watch her.
• • 1
Spinning Scene
Or to be more explicit; thing*
happen at rehearsal which an
not seen by audiences. Thus in
• Luerece" there is spinning pan
tom :ne engaged in bv five chai
acters. No properties are usea
They seem to be spinning out of
thin air Yet. when the scene was
being rehearsed, actual wheels
were used to give the characters
their proper hand practice.
The American people should un
derstand that nothing they could
do in the matter of war debts short
of absolute cancellation would allay
the bitter attacks in Paris against
America.
—Edwin D Schoonmaker. author
of "Our Genial Enemy, France."
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B|EL FBEUM
timer TwiUhell Prepare* for
Repeal
tThe following being a letter to
Ins bootlegger.)
Dear Gus:
I suppose you have digested the
probabilities of modification if not
repeal of the prohibition law. As
1 do not want to be caught in a
position where there will be noth
ing for me to drink but good hq«
uor and genuine beer. 1 wish to get
m touch with you and stock up
with a suitable supply of the ter
rible stuff to which my system has
become so attuned during the
past ten or twelve years.
• • •
I am satisfied mat millions ol
Americans would be k.lled by a
sudden change to good, pure liquor
or beer. It would be mere suicia*
lor them drink non-poisonous
stuff at once. They couldn't stana
it. The mere shock of taking a
few cocktails and finding them
selves right side up at dinner woula
be disastrous.
• • *
Consequently. I wish to lay m a
stock of the usual poison, so tlu
I if modification or repeal conies
i suddenly I will not find myself in
I a deplorable situation where I will
have nothing to drmk but govern
ment bonded liquor and real beer.
m • m
Could you deliver about 100 caws
oi the beer you have been sending
me for the past ten years? It is
1 terrible bike water and tastes like
billed resin seasoned with the
Juice of raw turnips, it is t>o |)er
rem iuain and. due to the needling,
it leaves me with a terrible head!
but. after all these years, my sys
tem has come to demand it and I
I certa nly could not stand being
! forced to drink any real beer just
now.
• • •
I should also like about ten
cases ol that tissue-destroying
Scotch I have been getting from
you. They tell me we will be get
ting real Scotch In this country
soon, and I want to be prep.vea
You may also send me ten cases
of that very special rye which has
j burned so many holes in my fur- 1
I mture and rugs since 1919. (The
kind w.th the formaldehytN .n ».
I have become real accustomed
to that and would hate to drop n
now.) I
• • •
If it is passible, I would like to
get about five ten-gallon cans of
wood alcohol for synthetic guv I
have a wide circle of friends who
have become so used to the gin
served at my house that it would
be fatal to give them any real and
relatively harmless gin.
• • •
I do not want to have them wake
up the next morning and when
they feel pretty good blarn; it on
, me.
Yours.
Elmer Twitcheil.
Warning
Trust your friends to the ultimate
end,
As far as the sky above them
But never put them to the test
If you really want to love em.
Marion Judd.
Can Keep Bust
Mi". Insull. freed by the Greek
courts-, says he may make Greece
his residence. In his dull moments !
he may while away the time per
fectuip plans to consolidate the
Acropolis and Athencum and o<
gan.zing a holding company for
tlie Isles of Greece.
Daily Health
_ Talk
From two to four days after a
jierson has been in contact with
someone who has had scarlet fever
he will have a chill and complain
of severe sore throat. If the person
affected is a child he is likely to be
nauseated and vomit.
Promptly the pulse becomes rapid
as the fever goes up. The fever mav
rive as high as 102 to 104 degrees.
There is severe headache.
Then brght red spots about .he
isnze of a pm point appear, usually
lust on the neck and chest, and
then rapidly spreading over the rest
of the body. The face is Hushed be
cause of the fever but the eruption j
is seldom severe on the face.
Alter two or three days the rash
or erruption begins to lade, and in
about a week the skm appears to
be normal in color. Then ten days
or two weeks after the disease first
appears the skin begins to peel.
Oreat patches of skm may come off
the hands and fret, bui over the
rest of the body the skm comes off
in small scales.
• • •
Occasionally the teeth, the hair !
and the linger nails also arc aflccU'd
by the destructive process. An in- !
teres ting symptom of scarlet fever
is the appearance of the tongue
Because of its bright red appear
ance and because the tissues of the
surface of the tongue swell so as to !
show tiny pits, the tongue of scar- I
let fever is called a strawberry
| tongue.
Starlet fever in many instances
ts a fairly mild disease When, how
ever. it is complicated by certain
I forms of invasion of the kidneys.
I he ears, the glands or Hie joints, j
} it niav be a most serious and de
structive disease.
Until recently there wa.*- no ccr
[ tain method of confirming the diag
nosis of. scarlet fever, no certain
method of determining whether or
not a person who had not had the I
disease »t likely to be infected on J
| exposure, no method certainly use
ful in treat lent except to put the
patient to bed and to protect him
against complications, such as is
the general method of treatment of I
all infectious diseases.
* a
Then Drs. George F and Gladys I
Henry Dick in Chicago, and Drs |
Dochez and Avery in New York, de- j
I veloped information relative to the i
germ and to the poison that it pro- I
duces, which led to knowledge of
a specific character.
They found that a germ of the
(vpe called the streptococcus is re
sponsible for scarlet fever; that it
produces a poison or toxin which
found u> tba material !&
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which the perms prow, that ttaio
toxin, when injected into the skin
of a person who has not previously
had the disease, would produce a
severe reaction, whereas m those
who were protected against the dis
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ease it would not produce a reaction
They found, furthernii»re, that the
injection ol small a m>unt of th*»
toxin or poison In a homan being,
after it had been made harmless.
• would cause the person to develop
resistance against scarlet lever. Also
a horse may be injected with this
poison or | \m The horse will
' then develop in Its blood an anti
toxin which is valuable in over
I coming scarlet lever.
Quotation% ]
The rival of righteousness is lay.
mg the foundation for a new per
iod of prosperity.
—Roger W. Babson. economist and
statistician.
• • •
I feel that when that great day
comes when beer is again legit! m
the United States it will be cele
brated *’ke Armistice day!
—August Busch. Sr., St. Louis brew
er.
• • •
Tlie failure of the workers of
America to respond t socialism
does not mean that *omethin« less
frank and drastic will save us in
this hour when the capitalistic era
draws near its end.
—Norman Thomas. Socialist nom
inee for President. 1932.
• • • •
Don't you think we could effect
greater economy if we buy silk ha',
for the postmaster general to tit ?hi
car rather than cars to fit Ids hat *
—Rep. Bvron B. Harlan <Dem O)
on floor of the house.
• • •
1 intend traveling around the
world without giving a single auto
graph.
—CKo. Bernard Shaw. Irish author
and playwright.
f 1 — i
Barbs _I
Pres. Hoover intend* to take s%
vacation alter March i He just
wants to keep silent and fish. riv
two will go together nicely until
his hook gets snagged m hi* pants.
• • •
And now before we've figured out
how the pyramids were built, along
comes an auto club executive who
says he‘s driven autos 900.00U mile*
and "never scratched a fender”
• • •
i One reason young married couples
mv rarely go to •*' the old folk at
: home may be that the old folk' M»
rarely are nowadays.
• • •
Football A said to Jave
so popular wilt South Ainerir
that thev've been known to
a revolution for a couple of hours
to watch the home team play.
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I
CHAPTER 1A
44y0U’RB right. I wouldn't!”
Myrt straightened. "A can of
beans neared over the gas let may
be all i’ll have (or dinner tomor
row Who knows? But I wouldn't
go hack. Jim owns the Ailing sta
tion now, too!"
"Why don’t you write to him?”
suggested Sheila. She was sorry
for Myrt. Perhaps going borne
would be the very beet thing tor
bar. But Myrt shook her bead.
“1 couldn’t. I'd rather eat
once a day and be near Broadway,
hoping (or a break, than at home
married to the richest man in
town.”
”1 wouldn’t.” said Sheila.
Myrt atared In amazement
“You what?" she asked as it un
willing to believe her ears.
Sheila was all composure. **1
wouldn’t rather be here than In a
•mall town married to the rich
est mao there, or even engaged to
the second richest one. Even If
1 was born in the theater 1 don’t
like it—much." She leaned for
ward. "I'd give it up now—”
Myrt eyed her almost In (right.
“That would be all rigbt for a
’hoofer’ to say, Sheila." she ad
mitted finally. "But—you're a
dancer! The real thing!”
• • •
^HEILA nodded. “Yes. I know.
I’m supposed to bare talent.
Daughter ot Johnny and Dolly
Desmond, troupers. But tbere are
too many dancers these days. Good
ones. You bare to be a topliner
to get any attention at alL And
then tbey soon forget yon. Look
at Marlon Merlton! The bit of the
town two seasons ago—and where
is 6he now?**
“Mayfce she married and went
110016," suggested Myrt.
“And maybe she didn't. She’s
sitting in some rooming house this
minute or out looking for a lob
And Marion could really dance.
Myrt! She's still young, too
What’ll It be when you’re old?"
“You can open a lingerie shop
the way everyoue else does." sug
gested Myrt practically. Sheila
laughed in spite of herself.
*Tm not going to open up a
shop (or anything." she said ve
hemently. “I’m going to get mar
ried and settle down and nave a
home in a small town where there
are neighbors and lawns and red
geraniums in the kitchen windows
( want checked gingham curtains
and copper pots and pans!
“We never had a douse, you
know — my mother and father and
l. 1 remember mr mother carry
ing things around witb her In her
trunk to fii the dressing room up
pretty. Pumpkins and witches ai
Hallowe'en, wreaths and boll j
colored paper at Christmas We
never had a Lome. Just trunks.
Myrt. Everything Dad to go right
back sooner or later into a trunkl
“1 used to look out the car
windows when we made Jumps and
see the lighted bouses, the bed
rooms, maybe with kids going to
bed. 1 used to see the dining
tables set and mothers bustling
back and forth In aprons. 1 used
D/CK STANLEY
to see fathers coming home and
children running to the front
doors to meet them.
“Sometimes In Lh a mornings I'd
see express wagons, and fire en
gines or doll carri;u;es cluttering
up the front walks. Clothes blow
ing on the lines on lilondays. Girls,
having little parties. The other
girls In maybe and jchocolate and
cakes—” J
| “It’s a lot or bu »k.” said Myrt
steadily. She bum red a bit of
toast and took a generous mouth
ful. “You’d get sirk or it tn a
week. It's silly fog you to talk
that way. With youtr career! You
have the makings of* a real dancer
A. musical comedy like Marion
Meriton. 1 don't see why you
couldn't be as got t as she was
All you need is a break. Things
can’t keep up the way they are
forever. They're bo ind to change. ’
Her voice sbook. “I'm old. Sheila
I'm 50 but you’re young.” Sbe
smiled through sudden tears.
“Thirty Isn t ol«£.” Sheila said
uncomfortably. It hurt her to
think of Myrt as old.
"You'd have a igood time In a
small towu.” Myrt decided after a
moment's thought “You are
pretty. You'd have* beaut Every
body has a car—”
“And the moon - ond maybe Ore
flies.”
“And the mosquitoes! And the
beaus from the lo ud garage! No
— Broadway is the plaei (or you.
Sheila. Broadway needs you."
• • •
CHEILA laughed a bit mirtbless
^ ly. Certainly Bheadway’s need
for her talent today was hardly
apparent.
“I think it'e a mistake to marry
just to !iave a home.” Sheila went
on after a moment.
Myrt looked at her sharply.
"You aren't thinking of getting
married, are you?’*
"To whom?”
"Well, 1 didn't know bat what
some of youi beans bad asked
yon.’*
“I don't mean marrying auyone
here. Myrt." Sheila went on. look
ing oil into space. **1 mean marry
ing someone in a little town
where living means something. If
I had the chance tomorrow or to
day rd 4o it!”
“You're c r a t y.** commented
Myrt. “If you must marry, pick
out some rich guy and get a home
on Park Avenue—”
"Those aren't Homes, Myrt!
The only home 1 dream about Is
one on the ground with a porch
and grass and clothes lines. A
home that is paid for—not rented
by the year or month. That's the
kind of home 1 want!**
M>rt’s eye- were dreamy. "I've
seen homes right here at Ma
Lowell's. Tt ini floor back, may
he. Just one room Love. Sun
shine. Funny little dewdabs.
chair pillows, bureau scaris. may
be. And your red geraniums in a
pot in the window, a girl fussing
around in a little apron, cooking
something on the gas burner.”
Sheila nodded. “Sure. I know
You're thinking about Bee and
Walt. But they were exceptions
Did you ever eat at Dean's Chop
House. Myrt?”
The other’s eyes widened
Dean’s was tha rendezvous of the
successful, the great. “You’re
asking me!” she exclaimed. "Well,
no, I haven't.”
Sheila bad dined at Dean's fre
quently. always aa someone's
guest. It was an excellent res
taurant Just off Broadway, ons
flight up. Thers was good food,
excellent service. Not flashy hut
expensive.
"I've been there." Sheila went
on. "But I've never seen a couple
there who looked happy. Remem
ber Lily Train? 1 saw her there
three times Each time she wee
with a different husband. When
you see a married couple at
Dean's you can always tell
whether the husband or the wife
la making the most money. You
can tell when they’ve been quar
reling. And you can tell when
they think more of being a suc
cess than they do of each other.
When 1 marry 1 don’t want it to
be like that! I want a real hus
band and a real house. 1 want
curtains blowing at the windows,
fresh and white. A tea table out
near the lilac bushes. Little tulip
lined walks. Porches-—”
Myrt shrugged.
"Porches have to be swept.
Walks get clattered."
Sheila’s voice was eager. "I’ve
seen 'em’ Cluttered with toys and
red wagons and doll cvrtagea.
Lots of people feel the way 1 do,
Myrt!”
"I know what you mean, kid."
Myrt said In a softer tone. "Well,
I hope you get it. Only remember
this. Love la where you find it. A
furnished room or a palace. The
chances are better, maybe, in the
palace where you don’t have to
stumble over each other all the
time. Otherwise the place doesn’t
matter much. Love is anywhere
you find it."
m m m
OTRANGE to bear this from
^ Myrt whom leva bad passed by. 4
There were rumors—a partner lo J
the old days, a fatal lllnes*
Sheila wasn't sure of the details.
They rose from the table and
Sheila paid the checks. They
went out Into the sunny street
again. Far down the block a wa
gon loaded with potted flowers
moved slowly toward them, the
hawker shrilly crying his wares,
stopping now and then to make a
sale.
“Well." asked Myrt as they
paused, “are you going to try the
booking offices or are you bitting
it straight for the country and a
love nest?"
Mm's own morning was an ac
cepted routine. She would go back
to the rooming bouse and wait for
the telephone call which never
came. For weeks now Myrt had
been taking the course of least
resistance.
“Here comes Ma Lowell," Sheila
said as her eye caught a figure
coming toward them.
"And in a hurry!" Myrt an
nounced. “Well, if Ma'i hurrying
it's a safe bet she's bringing good
news to someone. She wouldn’t
hurry on her own account."
The rooming house keeper
reached them, a shawl caught over
her house dress, her plodding feet
still in carpet slippers. "Sheila!"
she gasped. "It's a good thing
you two have been gossiping over
your breakfast. Otherwise—"
Fumbling Ip her apron pocket
Ma drew forth a slip of paper.
“It's a telephone message." she
went on. almost out of breath.
“It's that Daisy Gleason. She has
a dancing number with a new act
and she's sprained her ankle. They
want you to fill in."
A Job! Sheila looked at the
grubby scrap of paper Ma pressed
on her.
"That number." Ma explained
unnecessarily. “Is Joe Paris' place.
Brady telephoned. He'll teach you
the routine. You'd better call him
as quick as you can!"
(To tic Continued) ^
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